I know I've seen this tree before. I remember the same twists and turns resembling a half-eaten pretzel. Its leaves were a lace canopy letting the tiniest bits of light come through the pinhole openings.
That's it!! The light.
I've been here at twilight before but never this early in the morning while the sleepy pink sky was still hugging the horizon like a blanket.
No. This isn't deja vu.
I know this tree, and once again I'm grateful for the pleasure of her company.
for Illustration Friday: deja vu
tree studies done with acrylic paint on canvas